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A new hymn for the Ascension Day—”Across the hills where skylarks rise” (LM)
Experience the Ascension through the “bottom-up” beauty of the Irish landscape. This new hymn finds Christ’s “steady grace” in the salmon, the fox, and the hawthorn. Continue reading
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A reflection of birth, place, and thanksgiving
I was born on 3 May, eight weeks early, in the old Waveney Hospital in Ballymena—a building that has since disappeared, though its memory remains stitched into my own beginning. I had barely arrived before the world tilted into urgency. Within an hour I was lifted into an ambulance and carried to Belfast, the capital,… Continue reading
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The Lift of May
The first days of May feel like a blessing I can actually feel on my skin—soft air, bright light, everything finally opening out after the long drag of winter. In weather like this, my senses settle a little. The world feels more spacious, more possible. With my birthday falling on Sunday, I’m hoping the good… Continue reading
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A hymn for Pip & Jim — “Christ, the Path of ancient blessing” (87.87.D)
Philip’s longing and James’s steadfastness meet the neurodivergent “haze” in this new hymn. A prayer for those finding ogham courage on the Church’s quiet thresholds. Continue reading
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A Pilgrim Church, A Shared Table: A hymn of mission—“From wells where ancient saints once prayed” (DCM)
From wells where ancient saints once prayed 1.From wells where ancient saints once prayedand fires of Brigid shone,you formed a Church of wandering heartsto make your mercy known.Through coracle and pilgrim staffyour Gospel crossed the sea;and Ireland’s monks in distant landsbore witness faithfully.2.At your shared table, Christ, we stand,recalling love outpoured;in broken bread and lifted… Continue reading
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When the joy caught up with me
Yesterday was a gift. Two of my hymns were sung in church while I was playing the organ, and it was wonderful to hear the congregation take them up. But I’ll admit: by the afternoon I was wiped out. I came home intending to tidy the house and instead lay down “for a minute” —… Continue reading
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A new setting for “Bless the Lord, O all my being” — with thanks
A hymn once written in stillness finds its voice in a new tune. A reflection on collaboration, gratitude, and the quiet grace of words becoming song. Continue reading
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A new hymn for Calstock—“By Tamar’s tide we stand in hope” (DCM)
A hymn for St Andrew, shaped by memory and place, rooted in the landscape and soundscape of Calstock in Cornwall’s Tamar Valley. Continue reading
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A hymn of thanksgiving for those who heal—“For those whose calling is to heal” (CM)
For those whose calling is to heal 1.For those whose calling is to heal,whose hands bring calm release,we thank you, Lord, whose mercy growslike meadowsweet in peace.2.For nurses keeping watch by night,for doctors holding fast,your strength is in their steady carelike yarrow in the grass.3.For those who tend our wounds with graceand soothe our anxious… Continue reading
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A Scouting hymn for St George’s Day—“On drumlin paths we learn to stand” (CM)
On drumlin paths we learn to stand 1On drumlin paths we learn to stand,Where lough‑winds shape the day;Lord, guide our hearts to Be Prepared,And keep us on your way.2As George once faced the shadowed wrongWith courage, calm and true,So teach our hearts to do our bestIn all we say and do.3Through forest trails and rising… Continue reading
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A Eucharistic hymn inspired by Psalm 103 — “Bless the land, O all my being” (87 87 D)
The hymn celebrates God’s unwavering presence and mercy, emphasizing that even in vulnerability, creation’s praise allows us to reconnect with divine grace and community. Continue reading
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A new hymn for the Second Sunday of Easter — “At Break of Day the Christ draws near” (88 88 88)
A hymn shaped by Irish light and land, written from a mind that reads the world through texture, pattern, and quietness, meeting the risen Christ. Continue reading
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“Christ, stitch us in” a poem honouring Christ in the everyday of tailoring.
The poem inspired by Chris Suitor reflects on tailoring, everyday grace, and spiritual connection, culminating from a rich conversation in Belfast about music and life. Continue reading
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Clear. Safe. Shared.
In shared spaces of care, autonomy is never solitary. What we do shapes others’ safety, dignity, and trust—more than we sometimes notice, or name. Continue reading
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A Poem of Thanks
From the “fragile thread” of birth to dialysis in the Midlands, Michael McFarland Campbell shares a moving liturgy of grace, healing hands, and faithful care. Continue reading
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Eucharistic Easter hymn — “On Kildare’s Plain the Dawn Unfolds” (CM)
A Eucharistic Easter hymn written in Kildare Cathedral on Easter Day reminding us of the Risen Christ. Continue reading
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Harrowing of Hell — “Down through the shadowed gates He came (DCM)
A hymn for the quiet moment of Holy Saturday particularly if there is no Easter Vigil. A reminder of the harrowing of Hell. Continue reading
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“Your Grace in Quiet Ways” — A Hymn and Sensory Prayer Reflection
The hymn “Quiet Ways” emphasizes God’s grace found in stillness, encouraging individuals, especially the neurodivergent, to embrace tranquility over performance as a path to spiritual wholeness. Continue reading
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A Lenten hymn – “I waited in the winter rain” (DLM)
A Lenten hymn inspired by Psalm 40, Exodus 9:13-35, and Hebrews 12:14-29 rooted in the Irish landscape Continue reading
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Storm. Shelter. Morning. Guarded by Otto
The wind is roaring through the dark,and rain beats on the pane;yet here my bed is warm and still,a refuge from the rain.With Otto resting in my hand,I breathe in soft and slow;while storms go wandering where they will,I’m held in gentle glow.The shadows dance upon the wall,The world is tucked away;Young Otto guards the… Continue reading
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